the idiot

every chemical bound in visceral restraint

turning knobs and going off

i run my hands along the wall

every syllable like braille

every consonant, it breaks the skin

beneath my nails

building like an animal

building like an animal

infected little mind

the mouthing off from our ticking clocks

push the awkward pause

the start and stop, the start and…

how do you hold it all in your hands

without closing them? without closing them?

how do you hold it all in your hands?

in your hands? in your hands?

building like an idiot

building like an idiot

turning knobs and going off